Luyện nghe bài hát 4 Am

Uhh.. to paradise
Paper planes, long
to the life

Destinies fulfilled off the from the pillow talking
How you killing my highs, I hope you built the
I got virgin please excuse the coughing
Think I'm bout to blow, they me George from Boston
is never given so I confiscate it
Get acquainted mine I get them acclimated
Cherry red dice I'm a gambling man I'm never taking
Had to escape the
This ain't for ordinary people, don't me to rappers
I'm trying to be The Beatles,
Give me some soul money, is gassed up
Tell to keep it running, I'm keeping the grass cut
No snakes, royalty hating niggers get no pussy
So it's more for me, she me in her mouth
You know it's cordially, we throwin' racks, she said please don't to me
All my niggers is winning, shout out to Charlie
I spit bars the metronome's a money
A money machine, of course I'm trying to be the king was part of my dream
And told me fuck y'all so we fuck yall, we don't love y'all
Loud B.O.T. above y'all, at 4 am, fuck the last call
We heard of that, and we aint hear of y'all

Doggin, Hard listen, mean muggin for when niggas don't see their C's til they see the
Dark side of town, baby blues,
When drama ensues niggers Suh
Old lyin ass as boys,
Why you knock that bitch up if you cant it out boy
I'm a my opinion is monumental

I'm here forever, these other niggers in pencil
Got indelible colors, only look when buzzing
I'm at Dallas with luggage straight to the money
And you don't my slang my colloquial is lovely
So quote me and love me like I'm a poet or something
Hoe I it, I punt it like Reggie Roby or something
Shady bitches'll feel me, Smokers disgust me
Make the of you haters, make the most of your money
that consistent drive long as your motor's running

I used to up mama house by opening ovens
Now mama see shit on Oprah and know that it's coming
That's real shit, it's bigger than rap, my n-gga Cole busy, but genius is
I light up my take a sip of my yack
Thinking back of when the city weren't of rap
They weren't thinking of rap, they giving a f-ck
Now everywhere I go they be it up
I seen it all Barry Farms to Sursum Corders
They had that like a Park that's word to Mike Shinoda
Shout out to captain Ginnny and my n-gga Ricky
We always for polo, we miss you little Penny
We college, chase dollars and black pennies
Not in the of Zamunda but it's mad semi's
bad bitches with bad intentions just act friendly

This where they love you then hate you, go and ask Fifty
Yeah, go and ask
They love you then they you, go and ask fifty
Go and ask fenty, ass n-gga, sweeter than sibling
Who got the juice ?
n-gga,
n-gga,
My... dont it deuce nigga
work, work, work, work, work.